MSMF Prompt #69: Oatmeal

Credit for the plot idea goes to my co-manager who suggested it when I complained "What am I supposed to write for OATMEAL?" Thanks Corry!

It was the grand opening for the new diner in Shuggazoom city. The entire Hyperforce joined the rest of Shuggazoom's citizens for breakfast. The owners escorted them to an extra large table in the corner, placed there especially for them.

Gibson opened his menu. "Let us see what interesting victuals this novel trattoria proffers."

Otto, sitting next to him, stared at the blue simian. "What?"

"I believe Gibson was saying let us look at what's on the menu," Antauri translated.

"Precisely!" Gibson said. "Ooo, build your own omelets!"

Otto opened his menu and slowly scanned the contents. "Everything sounds so good!"

The waitress came over to take their orders then. "Any questions about the menu?"

Otto sniffed the air. "No but what smells so good?"

The waitress smiled. "I think that's the cinnamon raisin oatmeal you're smelling."

"I'll have that!"

"OTTO! You know we're allergic to oatmeal!" Gibson admonished.

"So?"

"So if you have oatmeal, you'll get sick and I won't help you," Gibson explained.

Otto thought a moment. "Oh well. Give me some chocolate milk too!"

Gibson sighed. "One day you'll be the death of me," he muttered. "I'll have the non-allergenic alternative of a three-cheese omelet, with orange juice."

Everyone else placed their orders. The waitress scurried off, and Gibson continued to berate Otto for his choice of meal.

When the food came, Gibson inched his chair away from Otto. Otto didn't notice, though, since he was already diving into his oatmeal. In less than a minute, his plate was clean and the green monkey was sitting back in his chair with a big grin.

"You are such a messy eater," Gibson complained. "And if you get sick you had better not get sick on me!"

"Huh?" Otto said, then let out a very loud belch.

"Ugh, we can't take you anywhere! Excuse yourself Otto!"

"Sorry."

After breakfast, back at the Super Robot everyone split up to their usual haunts. Gibson began a very delicate experiment in his lab, Antauri headed to his room to meditate, Chiro and Sparx started a video game war, Nova brought her punching bag into the main room so she could punch and comment on Sparx's video game skills at the same time, and Otto began work on yet another moon buggy.

All was quiet until...

"GIBSON!" Otto ran toward's the techno-ball housing Gibson's lab, nearly knocking Nova over in the process. He collapsed at Gibson's feet, looking decidedly greener than usual.

"Otto! This is a very delicate and dangerous experiment! Let go of my feet this instant!"

"But you gotta help me! I don't feel good!" Otto pleaded.

Nova stepped into the doorway. "You look awful Otto! You shouldn't have had that oatmeal."

"Yes, and now he's paying for it. I told you Otto, I won't help you." Gibson turned back to his experiment.

"But Gibson..."

"No. You won't die, Otto, you'll just have to wait for the toxins to pass through your system. Nothing much I can do for you. Go rest."

Nova helped Otto to his feet. "Boy you're some comfort," she muttered as she led Otto away to his room.

"I heard that!" Gibson called at her retreating form.

THE END